It Started Out With A Cake

The Night Before

*Harry's POV*
I woke up covered in cake which could of only came from Louis's cake fight with Niall. I went to bed before him and the rest of the boys so he clearly didn't shower before he joined me in the hotel room.We did a performance at a really cool bar last night for Niall's birthday, although I'm pretty sure it was a gay bar. Maybe that's why we enjoyed it so much.
I rolled over to see Louis had already woken up, I kissed his forehead which still tasted like cake from last night. He definitely didn't shower.
"Morning love" Louis said in his morning voice, I loved waking up to him. He made me feel safe and he made everywhere we went feel like home even when I'm miles away from where I grew up.
I smiled at him as I climbed out of bed, I looked around the hotel room in utter shock of how messy it was. There was clothes everywhere and glitter in the carpet. My immediate thoughts where Louis decided to bring the party back to the hotel room, a party for one that is because I went straight to bed.
"Have fun?" I laughed to him, he was still led in bed scrolling through his phone.
"I did actually, it felt so natural on stage last night. Was the most fun I've had in a while." He replied still not looking up from his phone. For some reason I didn't believe him. For someone who had an amazing night he looked so stressed. I tried not to overthink it, maybe he was just hungover and wanted to sleep it off or maybe he just wasn't in the talking mood, which happened most mornings because he hates waking up.
I shrugged it off and went to the bathroom to try and freshen up, I still smelt of the bar and I wanted to wash it off of me as quick as possible.

*Louis's POV*
When I woke up my head was pounding, like an angry group of dwarfs where trying to punch there way out of my head. Don't get me wrong, I had such a good night last night. I got to perform at what I'm pretty sure was a gay bar with my best friends and my amazing boyfriend. I'm glad Niall had such a good night, as it was his eighteenth I decided it would only be right to ease his way into the drinking thing and show him how it's done. But of course he's Irish and he was born drinking, things got out of hand way to quickly and before we knew it we had way to much to drink.
As soon as I woke up the anxiety sank in, what if there's pictures of me everywhere? What if people find out it was a gay bar? What would Simon say if he found out about last nights events? He had already warned me.
Before we left to go to the bar last night Simon had rang me and reminded me to stay in my place. Don't look at Harry, don't smile at Harry, don't even walk in his direction. People had already started to catch on and I couldn't afford to mess it up. He warned me that if any funny business happened it would be for the last time.
I went to that performance scared and paranoid. Maybe that's why I challenged Niall and drank to much, to get rid of the nerves. Ultimately the drinking didn't help and it's what's going to get me in trouble with Simon.
I instantly jumped into Twitter and google and went on the hunt for anything that could get me in trouble.
Harry woke up not too long after I started my hunt, he kissed my forehead and got up then headed to the bathroom. I felt bad about being blunt with him, I felt bad keeping all of this to myself but if he found out he would only panic and freak out. I don't want to put him through the stress of all of this, not only am I the oldest in the band but I'm his boyfriend. All of the boys feel like my responsibility and if I have messed up everyone's dreams because I can't hide my feelings then I would forever blame myself.